The Old Man's Reminder

Lu Qi looked to the side and saw that Old Master had appeared beside him at some point.

Logically speaking, even if Galactus approached him rashly, he would be able to sense it now. But when Old Master came near, he truly felt nothing at all.

But Lu Qi did not care much. After all, under this world's setting, Old Master was meant to be a spectator who watched the excitement and would not intervene to affect the existing timeline.

"Want a drink?"

Lu Qi raised his cup toward Old Master. Old Master smiled, stretched out a hand, and a large wine goblet appeared in it.

Hearing Thor shout below, "Where's my drink?" Lu Qi smiled.

"Don't be like last time and pass out after one sip."

"That was social etiquette! Thor had already said that back then. How could I not get drunk a little? Now, I'm going to have a proper contest with you!"

Old Master refused to concede. Their gazes met, and lightning seemed to flash between them.

Lu Qi tossed away the small cup in his hand, drew a portal with one hand, then snatched away the large cup Thor had just poured below.

The two heavily clinked their goblets together. A few drops of wine struck the cup walls from inertia and flew straight out.

But neither of them paid attention to that. No one knew who started it, but they raised their cups at the same time and drank heartily together.

After downing a large goblet of Asgard-sponsored fine wine in one breath, neither felt sleepy. Yet when they looked at each other, both burst into laughter.

Compared to Lu Qi's wild and flamboyant grin, Old Master's smile was more elegant, carrying a hint of mischief.

After laughing for a while, Lu Qi asked